want

where is the line?
i fight every day to save
myself
and then i just forget it all
thinking i can save someone else.
pull that machine back from the guard rail.
put that razor back in the drawer.
there's less failure in failing
someone else
than yourself.
why the hell do i have razor blades at all?
people who don't save
themselves
don't want to be saved.
don't want to be saved.
don't want
to
be
saved.